Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Oww!
Get on
Get on
Get on

Well the E wit the juice, I'm down to get lose
in black wit the nine by the boots
Hardcore funk that make ya wanna a chump
My posse's thick so I will get jumped

The Slayer a beast from the I'm psycho
If I had a glove, I would be Bad as
Some say yo I rugged
Pack wit the rap wit the Power like Snap

A.K.A. the Mic
A rap star wit the boomin' style, as tar
Smokin' the E's no jokin', so don't trip or
And make a hit, so it

Some feel the way I do when I get wreck
No half steppin', I back like a weapon
On the microphone, I
And groovy, a quake couldn't move me

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
It's going
It's down

No lights, no camera but of action
No backwards, kid, like Michael Jackson
Strictly flows and steel toed Timb boots to troop
State to state, to stage, as I clock loot

Black Asiatic, rapper fanatic,
Black nine mil is I pack so kill the static
EPMD quench the sound of underground
Ya stupid boy, no props here, you catch a down

The still in effect, no record skippin'
Ya stupid boy, the track, still bullshittin'
wit the rap pack, still grabbin' my bozack
Here's a ticket kid to ride the Jim like

Got mad skills, hi-tech, been known to snap
From eighty-seven to ninety-two, cassette
But now I'm Swayze, ghost, the rap
Who rip from coast to coast

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
going down
It's down

Yeah, back to the picture, the
It's me Erick Sermon, my
Just in case, ya know, a fight out
I can just chill, out the smoke out

One, no grill, no charcoal, no
Act Bo Jackson, Nike, and Just Do It
If there's a problem, the Hit Squad mad deep
So I can my head and get some sleep

the E-Double, takes a nap, no time to slack
It's my to guard the fort, ready for combat
Guns and violence, that we don't
Just takin' what's kid, chill or smell the gun smoke

As I pull out, squeezin' Mr. Charmin
Destroyin' posses of demo like Agent Orange
So chill kid and act you know
from the M.D. A.K.A. slow flow

It's going
going down
It's down
It's down
Get on